i heart matt bunker

I received this cheerful little message in my inbox today: “The Opiophile” WOW your site fucking sucks anyway nigger! go suck a cock you fucking un-origional bastard… why run a site if its gonna be such a usless piece of shit with no information about anything,… oh im sorry we know how to make poppy […]

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unscathed (almost)

As good of a time as any, I guess. I had always thought I’d come away from it all with maybe some partially blackened lungs and a collapsed vein or two. I never envisioned actually having my teeth rot right out from my mouth (although this is one fairly common trait shared amongst opiate addicts.) […]

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four down, five to go

The migraine of a lifetime and an experience I’m not all that anxious to repeat; over and hour for a single filling, two thirds of which had to be drilled out beforehand. The other three were a breeze and no more worse than the sting of the novacaine, but the first was bad and will […]

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I thought it would be worse. I thought it might be better. Nine cavities is damn near one for every year I neglected to take myself to the dentist; a small price to pay for the amount of abuse I’ve dished out to this poor body of mine. Fifteen-hundred dollars is another story. Where I’ll […]

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the green that isn't grass

I have a cavity. Three days now with this persistent toothache and it’s not looking like its going to go away by itself. It’s been at least 10 years since I’ve been to a dentist, and I’m up late at night at the thought of going to one now. Sixteen teeth have been pulled from […]

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how the green grass grows

Seasons always fuck with my head. When winter decides to make an appearance, I think of dope. When summer comes along, I think about the heat (and dope.) Spring. Fall. Dope. Dope. This buprenorphine trip really isn’t all that bad, but don’t let it fool you; its not without cost. Sure, kicking the junk is […]

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dope sick love

What a great documentary this was; a one hour trip into an 18 month street-excursion of crack smoking, heroin shooting, and scant living. Brent and Craig Renaud are both brother and filmmakers who were raised in Little Rock, Ark. This first film premiering on HBO, portrays the followed lives of two drug addicted couples on […]

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spring break is over

Well, I made it. Not long after I wrote that last one did I get a phone call. I spent some time on the phone, doing what I could to con an overpaid idiot into thinking I deserve a job, when I hung up and noticed instantly the overwhelming and electric feeling of no return. […]

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captain re-sat

As much as I’d like to say I had a ‘great ole time’ making the switch from suboxone back to opiates, I cannot. It just wasn’t that great. It feels like I poisoned myself with nostalgia and am now tainted for the long haul. My thoughts of being in Portland made me so sick that […]

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over the hump

Well, it only took a few days to clear my system. I thought for sure that because I’d been on the buprenorphine for so long, it would take at least a week or so for me to get to the point where I could feel an opiate. Not so. In fact, it appears that even […]

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